Floating By Ronald Chapman

Cherry blossoms,
Floating in the breeze,
Only for a short time,
In the spring,

Dreams grow fast like magical cherry blossoms,
Floating in a breeze,

Longing to touch a memory,
Looking beyond time,
To truly see,

You Standing there,
With flowers in your hair,
Dressed for times past,

Our life together meant to be,
Only in a dream.